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I arrived at Ethan's house with Erica. Erica throws open the door and I awkwardly smile and give a small wave to the group. "Are we going or what? We're starving," Erica impatiently states. "Coming, Erica and Zoe," Sarah responds, letting out a sigh. "Wait. Going? Going where?" Ethan asks worriedly. "New safety rule from the council- they want us to hunt in groups," Sarah explains. "So I have to watch this 'vegetarian vampire' and pick up her blood salad from a delivery truck," Erica jokes, making me shake my head in disapproval. "Beats watching you choose your meal: 'He's so stringy. He's too old. I hate her outfit," Sarah argues. "People with bad taste, taste bad. What?" Making the guys look at her in disbelief. "More stalk, less talk," Erica demands. 

"You're supposed to be my backup. You can't leave me alone with them!" Ethan says. "What- are you afraid they're gonna color outside the lines?" Erica asks before she leaves. I take Benny's hand and go with him to another part of the house. "I'll be back soon, I promise," I state while looking into his eyes. He nods and smiles. "I know you will," he responds before going in for a kiss. He pecks me on the lips and I blush and look down. Then, I go in for a hug and he hugs me back tenderly. Then, Sarah appears behind us and she questions: "Should I give you guys a moment, or..." We slowly break apart from the hug and I state: "I-It's fine. I'll see you later," I say before blowing a kiss his way. Sarah shrugs and then goes out the front door with me. 

We sit on a bench in the city, waiting for our food. "Seriously, what good's pre-paying for a delivery if the guy doesn't show up?" Sarah asks impatiently. "What's the good of having fangs if your friend stops you from biting people?" Erica remarks. "That guy was driving, Erica," I state with my arms crossed. "It's called meals on wheels, Zoe. And he had his window open," Erica comments. "He also had a mullet. I thought you were a food snob," Sarah says with air quotes. "Well, it's not like we're at a buffet. There's hardly anyone on the streets," Erica grumbles. "Actually, there's no one on the streets," I say, observing the city. Suddenly, we hear chanting and we whip our heads to the source of the voices. "Moles all around. Watch our numbers grow," they say in unison. 

The next day, at school, we notice all of the students leaving. To find out what was going on, we walk through the halls, trying to find Ethan and Benny. "Speaking of weak, here comes the hot-mess express," Benny remarks, making Erica hiss in response. "She's so hungry she can't control her fangs and we're so hungry we can't control her!" Sarah exclaims. She hisses at two other students who glance toward her. "What are you geeks gawking at?" She comments. "You guys hungry? You want some of my lunch?" Rory offers, leaving me with a disgusted expression. "It's fresh," he states. Erica angrily knocks the bag out of Rory's hands. "Mr. Lunchy! No! No, Mr. Lunchy! Stay! He shouts, crawling after the rat. "No rats! We need real food and this town is running on empty," Sarah demands. "So? Just fly over to the next town and get some takeout," Benny responds. 

"The Vampire Council says hunting outside of Whitechapel can cause a turf war," Erica replies, rolling her eyes with her arms crossed. "Can't you just take a small nibble of a student-not me, of course," Ethan suggests, making Erica scoff in disgust. "Teenagers are full of junk food and hormones. Do you have any idea what that can do to your skin?" She asks, annoyed. Then, she storms off. "She's a picky eater," I state. "My blood-delivery guy vanished," Sarah joins in. "Whatever's happening, un-happen it!" She demands before walking away. "I'm sorry about them," I state before waving goodbye to them and walking away to catch up, my stomach grumbling. 

Later, we run into Benny and Ethan who are being beaten up by children. Erica pulls out her phone and grins. "Wave to the camera, guys! You're gonna be internet stars!" She exclaims. "Zoe! Sarah! Help! This is serious!" Ethan calls for us. "In a sec, I'm enjoying you getting your butts kicked by ankle-biters," she remarks while I try to stop myself from laughing. More shouts and protests are heard from Ethan and Benny. "Okay, this is serious," Sarah states. I glance toward her and nod. Then, she and I help Ethan and Benny.